Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 22 The Arrival of Gu Yue

Once outside the teaching office, Wu Changkong released their hands and walked ahead on his own.

Seeing his tall and straight back, Tang Wulin quickly quickened his pace and caught up with him. "Teacher, thank you."

Wu Changkong said calmly, "You didn't do anything wrong, so there's nothing to thank me for. No one should delay my class."

Xie Xie leaned closer, his face unusually beaming with a smile. "Teacher Wu, you were so cool just now! I'm impressed. Even if you push us to our limits, I'll never complain."

"Remember what you said!" Wu Changkong said quietly.

"Thank you, Xie Xie!" Tang Wulin grabbed Xie Xie's arm. "Thank you too."

Xie Xie said with some annoyance, "Why does what you said sound so awkward? You don't need to thank me, I just can't stand them bullying the weak with their numbers."

Tang Wulin smiled. "We're friends now."

Xie Xie pouted, "You make friends way too easily. I never considered you a friend."

Tang Wulin said, "That's not important."

After thanking Xie Xie, Tang Wulin looked at Nan Fusheng and said, "Fusheng, thank you too, you..."

"Alright, Wu Lin, we're friends. How could we stand idly by when something like this happens? You don't need to comfort me. You know my family situation. Perhaps death would be a relief for my mother."

Nan Fusheng interrupted Tang Wulin, a bitter smile on his face.

Xie Xie, standing to the side, looked at Nan Fusheng in surprise. What did he mean by death being the best relief? However, he wisely refrained from asking further questions. Instead, he said to Nan Fusheng, "I misspoke last time, but I'm still not convinced. Let's have a fair duel next time."

As Wu Changkong walked ahead, he heard the commotion behind him and a smile appeared on his lips, but it vanished in an instant, as if it were an illusion. The aloof teacher was not one to comfort people; let them handle it themselves.

early morning……

Xie Xie quickly regretted what he had said to Wu Changkong earlier; Wu Changkong was definitely a teacher who kept his word. The physical education class that was agreed upon yesterday would be carried out immediately today.

Basic physical training, running.

The track at the intermediate section of Donghai Academy is 800 meters long. Ten laps—that's what Wu Changkong assigned them for the morning. And supposedly, it's just a warm-up.

When they heard the number ten laps, even if the students didn't say it, they were filled with resentment. That's eight kilometers!

However, when they saw Wu Changkong take out three sets of iron armor made of thick chains, each weighing twenty pounds, and put them on Nan Fusheng, Tang Wulin, and Xie Xie, they dared not say anything and were extremely relieved.

If it were yesterday, Xie Xie, with his temper, would definitely have fought back, but today he was helpless. Although he was arrogant, he always tried his best to do what he said. Moreover, after what happened yesterday, he truly admired Wu Changkong. Xie Xie had always been proud of his aloof personality, but this Teacher Wu was not only colder and more arrogant than him, but also possessed formidable strength in that aloofness. The aloof god, truly deserving of the title.

Tang Wulin had nothing to say; on the contrary, he was quite excited about this rigorous training method.

Nan Fusheng did not object to this kind of training, after all, it was a traditional Shrek training method.

Xie Xie was an agility-type Soul Master, and at the beginning, despite carrying twenty pounds of iron armor, he still ran incredibly fast. Nan Fusheng and Tang Wulin weren't particularly fast, but they were steady and able to keep up with the main group.

But as time went on, after two laps, Xie Xie's speed began to slow down. The other trainees also started to fall behind.

On the fourth lap, he was breathing rapidly, his lungs felt like they were on fire, and the iron armor on his body felt several times heavier. He no longer had the strength to regret the words he had said to Wu Changkong.

"How are you?" Tang Wulin's voice came from behind. Xie Xie turned his head and glanced at him. Although Tang Wulin was also sweating, he looked much better than Xie Xie.

"I'm alright!" Xie Xie gritted his teeth and increased his speed again. Was he almost caught up by this guy? And wasn't Nan Fusheng a control-type user? Why was he acting more relaxed than me?

It's one thing to lose to Tang Wulin in terms of physical ability, after all, he had witnessed Tang Wulin's brute strength in their two matches, but he shouldn't lose to Nan Fusheng!

Tang Wulin's breathing was even. "Teacher Wu has a reason for making us carry weights. After all, we are going to represent our class in the promotion competition."

Xie Xie remained silent; speaking was also a burden for him at the moment.

Five laps!

Xie Xie was starting to lose control of his body; his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

Tang Wulin and Nan Fusheng could have easily overtaken him, but they didn't. Tang Wulin's feeling at this moment was completely different from Xie Xie's; the twenty pounds of weight on him felt like nothing. After running five laps, it really felt like just a warm-up.

As for Nan Fusheng, although his path leans towards the "survival-oriented mage" route, after being modified by "magic potions," his physical attributes are by no means inferior to those of a typical offensive-type battle spirit master.

Both of them quietly slipped a hand under Xie Xie's armpit. Xie Xie felt a sudden lightness throughout his body, and his steps became lighter. He looked at the two of them with some surprise.

Nan Fusheng kept his eyes straight ahead, while Tang Wulin simply smiled, quickened his pace, and continued running with Xie Xie.

Wu Changkong stood in the center of the playground, looking at the students of Class 5 who were already in complete disarray. His expression was calm, with only occasional frowns.

"Nan Fusheng, Tang Wulin, you two are quite strong, aren't you? Then you two carry him and run, add ten more laps."

Xie Xie turned to look at Tang Wulin, only to see that his expression remained calm, as he murmured, "We still have ten more laps to run, so we need to hurry. We can't miss lunch. I haven't eaten this morning, and I'm starving."

Xie Xie couldn't help but say, "Are you even human? Don't you get tired?"

Tang Wulin smiled slightly, "It's alright!"

Nan Fusheng was much more direct, saying, "Alright, Wu Lin, run faster so we can finish this sooner and get some rest."

Xie Xie: At this moment, I deeply realize that I am actually a complete noob.

Just then, a girl slowly walked towards the school gate from the middle school playground.

She was a girl wearing white trousers and a white top. She looked to be about the same age as the students in Class 5 of the first grade. She wasn't particularly beautiful, just pretty. She had long black hair and black eyes. Her figure was above average for her age, very well-proportioned. Her large eyes were bright and piercing.

As she walked, her steps seemed to have a special rhythm, and at the same time, there was a strange aura about her.

(End of this chapter)